I don’t know what I’m doing with my life, but I have more than enough hair ties. I talk a lot of shit about the rules, but I follow most of them. I went to college because it seemed like the thing to do. I read Marx because I was curious. I wrote in concrete so I could last forever. I drink whiskey because as a small child I ate the cherries from my fathers manhattans. I’ve been to Manhattan more than five times, but less than ten. I read Catcher in the Rye at the same time I started listening to Led Zeppelin and this changed my life. I like my cappuccinos dry. I am a creature of habit, but will inevitably revolt. I love Russian literature and American poetry. I write to get rid of my secrets, and to invent ones for people that don’t exist. One day I would like to learn to play the drums, and to speak Russian, and to write a book. For now, I just write.